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Sat 17 May, 2003 09:46 am
HIGH SCHOOL REUNION
By BumbleBeeBoogie
(A true story)
A telephone call came from out of the blue---
we're getting together and we need you
to help us organize a reunion of peers
after an amazing span of fifty years.
As I drove to the restaurant in a suburban town
childhood memories, long forgotten, were found.
At our '57 ten-year reunion I'd seen classmates last
and eventually lost track of them and my past.
As I entered the meeting room, I gasped with surprise
at white-haired people with bifocal-covered eyes
and stiff joints and waists no longer thin,
bald pates where thick brown hair had been.
I looked into their faces for signs of their youth
as I struggled with the unwelcome astonishing truth.
What were all these old, OLD people doin'
at my high school class' fiftieth reunion?
As my mother remarked on the occasion of a 60th High School Reunion.
If the terrorists bombed this room, Medicare would save a lot of money.
Noddy24
Noddy24,
Bite your Tongue!!!
(a quote from my gramma, when I said something with which she disagreed
)
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